一支梅

2015-07-02 18:49:20

Some say sex and love can be separated; I neither agree nor disagree. But I know that when I met "the one," my two-year-long search for sex stopped. It wasn't that I hadn't met good ones, but rather that what she gave me was already the best, and I didn't need to search any further. She gave me the most beautiful fusion of sex and love. We're not married, but I treat her as my ideal wife. I cherish her, and when she's unhappy, I hold her close and say, "Baby, I'm here for you." I stroke her hair, gently kiss her cheeks, and when she sheds tears, I let them fall on my face and chest, drip-drip-drip... We merge, whisper sweet nothings, engage in passionate lovemaking, and experience unbridled joy. Nothing in life is more beautiful than this. Life is a long journey, and we leave our memories of sex and love together. It's like fine wine; even if you're far away or its beauty has faded, the memory still lingers, its rich aroma filling the air. Recalling the beginning, being together was so beautiful, so fragrant, so warm and sweet, and so passionately enjoyable... Marriage gives our love a home, and also gives our sex a purpose. We cannot indulge in extramarital sex without restraint, even if it's wonderful and intoxicating. We mustn't forget it's like a poppy—poisonous, capable of clouding reality, corrupting the spirit, and, if not careful, even causing physical decay, leaving us ashamed before ourselves and our loved ones. Sex is beautiful, and we should enjoy it; sex is also dirty, and we should stay away from it; sex is poisonous, dangerous, and destructive, and we must exercise restraint.

木-子

2015-07-04 01:31:03

This is also a process.

ldj912

2016-02-04 04:14:46

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